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Wed, 02 Jan 2008
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More Flora and Fauna for your Enjoyment
I used to sing such simple
tunesabout love, the
moon and places
I have never seen
- don't you
know that none of it is
true?Little moth,
where are you going
sitting in the gold-green
light
contemplating the coming of night
and
the mystery of the stars?
 Once I sat and
dreamed like you
of pretty moths and coloured
wings
and worlds strung on a bit of
string.
Once I too believed in
goodness,
romance and flight
- O sad and
patient little moth
what dark-winged nemesis
will come
this Night to abuse you?
Little
child, what are you saying
what complicated,
made-up game are you playing?
Once I had a
house of bricks
of fond hellos and
willow-sticks;
it took me all day long to weave
it
and when at last the sun had set
I did not
ever wish to leave it
yet when morning came I
found the wind
had blown it all away
- oh but
I remember it still today.
Little child,
keep on believing though all the
world seeks to deceive you
one day when you
least expect it
the house of love will open its
doors
again to receive you.
Birds and moths
will bid you welcome
and starlight banish
thoughts of trouble.
Little child, when at
last you come into
your great
inheritance
remember me
I too once
believed
- for a little while at
least...
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